Breaking in new shoes today. As I was sitting in the BART station with my cousin, I said to her, “You’ve got to suffer for fashion.” That got me thinking about being comfortable and how I’m not sure if I know what being 100% comfortable means. Like breathing: I’m not sure if I’ve ever experienced what it’s like to breathe completely clearly without a stuffy nose. Instead, I’ve just adapted and that discomfort is my norm. So many bad habits I’ve developed over the years that I’ll never know what it’s like to feel fully comfortable.

